Moria's corpse hit the ground. Su Xiao looked toward Whitebeard's battlefield. Magma and ice spread in all directions, dazzling light flashed, and the thunderous roar of vibrations rang out without pause. A huge wall of ice isolated the area, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
Inside the ice wall, Aokiji was breathing somewhat heavily. Compared with Akainu and Kizaru, he was under the greatest pressure. Before fighting Whitebeard, he had already fought Su Xiao twice.
Bang!
Magma splashed as the bisento in Whitebeard's hands came slashing down at Akainu. The Ice Layer beneath Akainu's feet cracked. He couldn't understand how Whitebeard, who was already seventy-two years old, could still possess such monstrous strength.
The instant Akainu blocked Whitebeard's attack, Kizaru, holding the Ama no Murakumo sword, appeared behind Whitebeard. His long sword slashed toward the back of Whitebeard's neck.
The sound of something tearing through the air came from behind. A weapon resembling a hiltless rapier stabbed toward Kizaru's head. Kizaru's cheek twitched visibly. His thought was that Moria had died far too quickly. As for guilt—well, sorry, but he was a pirate.
Seeing Exile approaching, the corner of Aokiji's eye twitched as well.
"Moo!"
The familiar bellow of a cow made Aokiji feel like killing someone. With a rumble, Amu smashed through the ice wall. Its bruised eye made it look furious. It was truly a case of enemies meeting with their eyes blazing red.
Just as Aokiji was entangled by Amu, Su Xiao was already standing not far from Kizaru. Exile circled around him, guarding against Kizaru's photon beams.
"Come."
Su Xiao raised his chin at Kizaru. Kizaru spoke lazily:
"Sakazuki, hold on for a while."
"!"
Akainu's eyes widened. The next moment, the massive bisento came crashing down at him. With no choice, Akainu